I can’t choose a starting picture for the day. I have many to choose from and yet I suppose that it’s because I would rather go with the flow of the stream of consciousness and let the topic flow, the narrative of the piece formulate naturally.
Much like all else, we wade in it on auto pilot for much of our conscious lives. We know the tasks and learn them better. We have to interject stimuli in odds that we can bypass banality. Step off into a realm of your better understanding and awareness.
You are a cultivator, creator, and brainstorm your idea farm…let the deluge reawaken old spirits and new wonder. You are the ability to reflect to non reflection.
I just forgot my new, ice cold bottle of Code Red when changing busses. Not cool. I was teased. Ha ha ha.
The Harbinger Owl of Syn 